Tonight the further adventures of 'Pack Mule' and 'Sat Nav' are brought to you in association with Johnny Cash - Folsom Prison Blues'. Pack Mule gets loaded up with my stuff and we're off. Tired. So tired. Feel slow. Bigger tyres tonight. Gun to a gun fight. Straight out of the cold and into the forest. Highland lakes is dry. Bognor lights still flicker. Wake up. Feel faster. point and squirt down the first singletrack. Quick. Near crash. Recover. Quicker. Good lines tonight. Stars shine bright behind the curtain of cloud. Someone else is getting their show tonight. Next woods. Rabbit exodus. Give way to the Hooligan, goes down the hills like Steve Peat, but more graceful. Nico Vouilloz then. Brakes noisy. tyres grippy. Big downhill. Empty black valley. Smokey chimneys say Winter's just round the corner. So's the station. Train delayed. why have you got a permanent marker on you?" The Hooligan renames his bike there and then - with a pen. Home. Happy. Alive. Best ride of my life.

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